1801

Michael smiled as his Amii walked down the wide sweeping staircase, dressed in a gorgeous light pink ballgown, her soft silver blonde hair elegantly curled, hanging past her shoulders.

She smiled as she saw him, her aqua eyes sparkling.

'Michael.' She said with another smile. He bowed slightly and offered her his hand. 'Would you care to escort this fool to the ball?

Amii giggled, taking it saying. 'Yes she would.'

Michael smiled now, walking alongside her, arm-in-arm. Then he sighed and asked. 'Do we really have to do this?' Amii laughed, turning her loving gaze upon him.

'Yes, my Love, we do.'

Michael pretended to groan in utter horror.

'Dancing... me?'

Amii laughed again, stopping them just before they reached the closed double doors. 'If your scared, you can run away now.' She said, eyes still sparkling. Michael laughed, giving her a brief kiss before the doors opened.

'Don't trip over your feet.' She said very quietly, but knew her vampire could hear her.

She loved everything about him.

Michael sighed, setting flowers down on Amii's grave- hell did he miss her...

He stared at her fading marble headstone, a sombre look upon his face.

'Michael?'

Michael jolted and looked around to see Lucy Willows, Zara's best friend.

'Hey.' He said, getting up. Lucy frowned, her sky blue eyes curious as she looked down at the headstone- it read "Amii Sandown, 1784-1801"

'Are you distantly related?' She asked inquisitively. Michael blinked. 'Umm... yeah.'

Lucy laughed. 'Liar.

Michael frowned now. 'I'm sorry?' Lucy rolled her eyes. 'I'm not stupid you know. Even if you don't sparkle like a disco ball, and look like a dick-' she met his confused, and weary eyes.

'I know what you and Elazar are.' She answered.

Michael's eyes were wide in shock.

'How-?' He started, backing away. Lucy sighed. 'I know about you and Amii- the records, photos...' she met his eyes. 'The church records...' she sighed sadly. 'You were going to ask her to marry you yeah?'

Michael stared- he'd never told anyone that. Not his Father, Mother... anyone.

He sat down and sighed.

'Yeah...'

Lucy sat down next to him, eyes sad.

'You loved her yeah?'

Michael smiled. 'She was my life- she found out who I was, and accepted it...'

Lucy smiled. 'Hey- your a nice guy.' Michael chuckled. 'Thanks.' Then got up.

'It was nice seeing ya Lucy.' he turned away.

Amii Sandown watched her Michael leave after the heartfelt chat with him

She turned away herself... she missed him too.

Oh wow! Lucy is Ammi? This will prove interesting lmao! X Nic